I Don't Have a Lot of People Who "Get Me"
I have a visitor coming to see me at work next week. I haven’t seen her for about a year and a half. We’ve been friends for a long time, but nearly always at a distance as work assignments usually kept us a few states away.
She told me a couple months ago that she was coming, I got the first chance to book time with her. That alone was sweet on her side.
We’ve shared a lot with each other over the years, commiserating over email and messaging, and we know things about each other that no one else does. That’s for sure in my case. She knows things about me that I only talk about here. I helped her through some weird drama in her life and she’s been one of the few people who asks and cares about my personal life.
She knows my secret and we can talk about fashion and shoes and makeup and all kinds of things like that with no judgment. And for a while I got outfit of the day pictures from her, which was a fun benefit.
We have so much to catch up on, I don’t know how we can fit it into what amounts to a lunch hour.
She told me a couple months ago that she was coming, I got the first chance to book time with her. That alone was sweet on her side.
We’ve shared a lot with each other over the years, commiserating over email and messaging, and we know things about each other that no one else does. That’s for sure in my case. She knows things about me that I only talk about here. I helped her through some weird drama in her life and she’s been one of the few people who asks and cares about my personal life.
She knows my secret and we can talk about fashion and shoes and makeup and all kinds of things like that with no judgment. And for a while I got outfit of the day pictures from her, which was a fun benefit.
We have so much to catch up on, I don’t know how we can fit it into what amounts to a lunch hour.
46-50, M
